As he pondered the matter more deeply, the middle-aged guard grew increasingly uneasy. The muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably from the sharp pain, and the hand crossbow in his grip kept wavering as he tried to aim at the woman, yet his fingertips trembled faintly all the while! Her figure simply refused to lock into his targeting reticle, so in the end he had to resort to a predictive shot, his fingers twitching as he squeezed the trigger.
With a soft "hiss," a crossbow bolt shot out, crackling with stray arcs of electricity! The woman let out a sharp cry but dodged the vital area, taking the bolt in her left arm. Her entire body shuddered, and her left hand drooped limply, clearly temporarily immobilized, yet her agility remained unaffected as she continued her advance!
In the blink of an eye, the distance between them had shrunk to within three meters. At this range, ranged attacks were nearly useless—raising a weapon to aim was too easily interrupted, and those skilled in close combat would hold the advantage.
The woman lashed out with her alluring long legs in a series of kicks, and the middle-aged guard raised his elbows to parry desperately, but each blow that landed on his body still rang out with a sharp smack, forcing him to stagger backward step by step. Not only that, but from behind, Fang Linyan could see that the wound on his back had worsened, with blood streaming from the gaps in his charred flesh, clearly putting him in a very passive state.
Witnessing this scene, Fang Linyan couldn't help but glance at the display case nearby, a fierce impulse surging in his heart: to rush over, smash the case, grab the Mayflower Compact, and bolt!
If he pulled off that series of moves in one fluid motion, it wouldn't even take five seconds. But reason immediately told him that this risk was absolutely not worth taking! The Scholar milestone was proving to be the most difficult, requiring Contractors to fight each other, and there was no telling what the blonde woman's milestone might entail. Fang Linyan calculated that if he charged in to forcibly break the case, there was over a sixty percent chance he'd be caught in a pincer attack from both sides! With his current strength, there was absolutely no way he'd survive.
Just as Fang Linyan hesitated, the woman suddenly stepped forward and drove her knee into the middle-aged guard's stomach! Despite this, the guard let out a furious roar and fought back savagely, pulling a dagger from his waist and stabbing it straight into her abdomen.
This strike drew a piercing scream from the blonde woman. Even after taking the hit, she managed to squeeze out her potential from the pain, flipping forward into a handstand, her long legs sweeping through the air to coil tightly around the guard's neck, then with a fierce twist, she hurled him away.
Neck-Wringing Throw!
The power of this attack wasn't in the throw itself, but in the devastating damage to the fragile cervical spine from the leg's leverage! Fang Linyan even heard a crisp crack from the guard's neck as he was flung off.
After being thrown, the guard's head slammed heavily into the wall, and he spat a mouthful of blood onto the floor, staining it crimson! Two of his teeth were knocked out, the pain was excruciating, and stars danced before his eyes.
But he was a seasoned fighter, knowing that once he was down, he'd face a storm of relentless follow-up attacks from his enemy. So he gritted his teeth and rolled desperately to the side. Sure enough, the very next second, a lamp smashed down onto the spot where he'd been lying, shattering with a crack and sending shards flying, leaving a long gash across his cheek.
In that instant, the middle-aged guard knew he was teetering on the edge of danger. His enemy had seized the initiative, and he was now backed into a perilous corner. If he didn't fight for his life now, he might not even get the chance.
With that thought, he let out a wild roar, a crimson light flaring from his body as he sprang up from the ground, gripping a black pistol with both hands. Planting his feet, he opened fire on the blonde woman without pause.
As he stood, the woman had already yanked the dagger from her abdomen and hurled it at him. The guard didn't dodge or evade; the dagger lodged into his left chest, yet his expression remained blank as he kept firing, as if the blade piercing his chest had no effect at all.
The blonde woman gritted her teeth and spat out:
"Super Armor Potion!"
Super Armor Potion was a brutal drug, heavily suppressing pain and temporarily boosting the drinker's stagger resistance—like a Terminator robot with high stagger, able to charge through gunfire without flinching. In simpler terms, it could temporarily elevate a human body to that kind of robotic toughness.
However, once the duration ended, the injuries would still erupt. It was akin to a stimulant, used for desperate last stands.
Seeing her enemy reveal his trump card, the blonde woman ignored the worsening wound on her abdomen and executed a backflip to dodge, scattering droplets of blood in the air. The middle-aged guard fired continuously but couldn't track her movements. Just as the blonde woman was about to leap behind a nearby wall, her body suddenly stiffened, and she let out a piercing scream as she collapsed awkwardly.
Seizing the opportunity, the guard took a deep breath, a blue light flashing on his gun as he activated a skill, firing the remaining four bullets in a single burst! The blonde woman was sent flying by the immense force of the Quadruple Shot, crashing into a nearby display table.
After the Quadruple Shot landed, the crimson light on the guard's body faded completely. He swayed, then slumped weakly to the ground. At that moment, he still turned his head to glance in Fang Linyan's direction, only to find that he had vanished without a trace.
The middle-aged guard was a decisive man. His face twitched, and he slammed his fist into the ground in frustration, roaring:
"That trench coat bastard! I've got my eye on you. Think your black magic is something special? Don't let me run into you again!"
With those words, his figure began to fade, dissolving into a stream of pale blue data composed of zeros and ones, before vanishing into thin air—clearly withdrawing from the world and successfully returning. This strange phenomenon was invisible to ordinary people, who remained completely oblivious.
Why did the middle-aged guard say that? Because the blonde woman's sudden stiffening and scream had been Fang Linyan's doing, seizing the moment to release a Blood Spider on her. The Blood Spider's attack was inherently stealthy, and caught off guard, she had fallen right into the trap.
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